I am the white moonlight of the giants who died early

After all, Zhou Xuyao ​​was personally invited by Feng Huiyang. Feng Huiyang found Zhou Xuyao ​​after greeting several brothers, sisters and juniors.

Feng Huiyang did not hide from them, and explained the reason for this house very clearly.

At that time, Mrs. Feng was just a worker in an oil factory. In those days, rich people lived in fear, not to mention his uneducated workers who might be laid off at any time. The current situation was also turbulent. I thought I could earn US dollars and give my family a good life when I returned home, but in fact I sold myself as a slave, and I became a slave when I went abroad, and I couldn’t return home after working until I died.

Mrs. Feng was shrewd. The owner of the oil shop was going to flee abroad, so he didn't have time to pack the things in the oil workshop, so he only brought gold bars. Seeing that the owner had left, Mrs. Feng set up the stall again by himself.

The Feng family got rich slowly, and later they played hard. Mr. Feng bet on both sides, donating money and military supplies on both sides, pretending to be a turtle for more than ten years, and keeping the family business down.

He was unwilling to sell this bungalow, but insisted on living in it, also because this bungalow was his dream when he was a poor boy and a long-term worker, it was a symbol of wealth and status, and a symbol of another class.

People are old, and no one can hold them back when they are stubborn, not to mention that no one in the Feng family dares to hold them back. He is almost a hundred years old, not to mention that the property of the Feng family is in his hands. It's time to confess.

"At first, there was only a little strange movement." Feng Huiyang sighed, "We thought it was the nanny playing tricks, and changed more than a dozen nanny, and the movement is still there."

"It's just the sound of electricity every night, and then it's not the sound of electricity, but the sound of music." Feng Huiyang doesn't seem to be afraid. Although there are many strange things in this house, no one has died or been injured. At first, he was afraid After a period of time, the family members insisted on not leaving, but they couldn’t sleep every night, and everyone suffered from neurasthenia. Now they are better, and they are not afraid of being extremely scared. It is better to run into ghosts than to be poor.

Feng Huiyang: "They are all old songs, but the voice is low, you have to listen carefully to hear them."

"The things at home will also shift. My wife often loses her jewelry. At first, I was suspicious of the nanny, but I found everything in the end, but it's still the same after changing the nanny." Feng Huiyang was a little tired, and Yun Qingcen handed it to Feng Huiyang. A can of refreshing oil, Feng Huiyang was not polite, after saying thank you, he rubbed some on his temples and temples.

Feng Huiyang: "It's not a big deal, but there are always minor problems."

When Zhou Xuyao ​​faced Party A, he put on a higher air than Yun Qingcen imagined. After listening to Feng Huiyang's narration, he just nodded to show that he knew.

On the contrary, Yun Qingcen had a better attitude. He took the initiative to say to Feng Huiyang: "Mr. Feng, what do you want us to do?"

Feng Huiyang was stunned.

Yun Qingcen moved closer to Feng Huiyang and whispered, "Should we solve it all, or leave some room for it?"

Feng Huiyang looked at Yun Qingcen, his expression finally changed, he became a little gentler and kinder, and he also whispered: "The old man and the fourth bedroom live in this house."

He only needs to say this, and Yun Qingcen will understand.

It's best to only solve the problem of the old man, as for the fourth room - let them die.

Although the other three families often come to live in order to show their filial piety, they only stay for a day or two at a time, so it's okay to suffer a little.

But Sifang, who has taken so much advantage over the years, had better be tortured day and night.

Yun Qingcen smiled like a fox, with slightly curved eyes, sly and charming: "Don't worry, Mr. Feng, I understand."

Feng Huiyang added: "If Mr. Yun and Mr. Zhou can cooperate to get this matter done, I can personally offer another reward."

He is kind-hearted, a man in his early fifties, looks kind and kind, wishing that except for his family members, the other three families would be extinct.

Since the other three families kept dying, it's good that the fourth house, which is the old man's favorite, can't live in peace.

Yun Qingcen and Feng Huiyang looked at each other, and everything was kept silent.

Compared with Zhou Xuyao, who is capable but arrogant, Yun Qingcen, who has no airs and knows how to figure out his employer's mind, is obviously more in his mind.

The other masters were accompanied by the Feng family who invited them over. It seemed that they were worried about being preempted. They all acted separately, checking the room one by one. Some people, such as Yun Qingcen and Zhou Xuyao, didn't bring anything, and more People are holding things in their hands, gossip plates or soul-inducing banners, and chanting spells in their mouths.

It was also the first time for Yun Qingcen to see such a large-scale gathering of magic sticks, and it was interesting for everyone to see.

Even that Master Wu has been holding the summoning bell.

Calling Soul Lingyun Qingcen also has one, Zhou Xuyao ​​gave it, it is much better than the one in Master Wu's hands.

Zhou Xuyao ​​was arrogant, he said to Feng Huiyang and Feng Huiguo expressionlessly: "Mr. Feng, I'm not used to having people by my side."

Both Feng Huiyang and Feng Huiguo glanced at Yun Qingcen, who smiled and nodded at them.

"It's the first time I've seen so many magic sticks." Yun Qingcen and Zhou Xuyao ​​walked through the corridor side by side, both of them could tell that there were no evil spirits in this house.

Zhou Xuyao ​​laughed: "It's normal for there to be many liars in a lucrative business."

Among the dozen or so people invited, only half were not liars, and more than half of them were half buckets of water. Even Chen Yao could be said to have real skills among them.

Chen Yao saw that Yun Qingcen and Zhou Xuyao ​​were chatting warmly and cordially, so he also wanted to intervene: "Do you see anything wrong? I don't see anything."

Chen Yao said bluntly: "I am good at Fengshui, catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, etc., I can only scratch the surface."

He said it generously, but no one would think that he was incompetent.

There are specializations in the art industry, and it is normal to not understand it. It is also a sport. Those who can play football may not be able to run a marathon.

Yun Qingcen stopped, and they walked to the balcony on the second floor. Yun Qingcen closed the glass door of the balcony, and said to Chen Yao very sincerely: "There are no evil spirits in this house."

Chen Yao was stunned.

Zhou Xuyao ​​went on to say, "Someone did it, and the things are in the living room on the third floor."

Chen Yao was shocked: "What do you mean?"

Yun Qingcen tilted his head, and said innocently: "Mr. Feng Huiyang finally spent money to get something, do we really want to solve it?"

Chen Yao looked at Yun Qingcen, and he blinked, a little confused: "Mr. Feng, go ask someone to cast a curse, put the curse object in, and harm his relatives? The people in the fourth room don't say anything, the old man is his own father."

Chen Yao swallowed, but he still couldn't believe it: "That's his own father."

Yun Qingcen glanced at Zhou Xuyao, Zhou Xuyao ​​shrugged: "I've been a grandson for more than 50 years, it's normal not to want to be a grandson again."

The eldest grandson of the big house has no such ambitions, and Yun Qingcen will look down on him instead.

Chen Yao: "Then he invited us here for..."

Yun Qingcen reminded: "Brother Chen, we were invited by Mr. Feng Huiguo, only Mr. Zhou was invited by Mr. Feng Huiyang."

Chen Yao breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right, that's right, we just need to follow what Mr. Feng Huiguo said."

His grandson harmed his grandfather, no matter how he thought about it, he was terrified.

Chen Yao didn't think he was a mouse, but he still felt that this kind of thing was sensational.

But Yun Qingcen and Zhou Xuyao ​​didn't take it seriously.

Yun Qingcen: "Let's wait until they finish their performance."

Zhou Xuyao ​​raised his eyebrows, knowing what Yun Qingcen was going to do, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sometimes Zhou Xuyao ​​doesn't know why he loves Yun Qingcen, but when he comes to his senses, he can't leave him anymore, and Yun Qingcen has become a part of his life.

And asking him to give up this part is tantamount to asking him to dig out his bones and hearts.

Half an hour later, they stepped out of the balcony.

Until now, the "Masters" haven't figured out why, but all of them are old gods, and they seem to be able to catch them right away.

Yun Qingcen gestured to Zhou Xuyao, Zhou Xuyao ​​smiled, and approached Yun Qingcen so that Yun Qingcen could speak in his ear.

Chen Yao looked at Yun Qingcen and said "whisper" to Zhou Xuyao.

He crossed his arms and thought to himself: How old are you, and you still whisper.

"Master Wu, did you see anything?" the eldest grandson of the second room asked anxiously.

Master Wu narrowed his small eyes, and the gossip disk in his hand was steady. His voice was long and drawn, and he had the demeanor of seeing through the world, and he said unhurriedly: "If Mr. Feng is in a hurry, why don't you ask someone else to be smart? You don't believe me. , why invite me."

Feng Huizhang quickly said: "Master Wu, don't worry about me, I said something wrong, it's just that there are so many people..."

Master Wu snorted coldly: "They are all brats, what's the use?"

Feng Huizhang smiled wryly. He didn't invite someone to work, but an ancestor. He obviously gave him all the money, but he also pretended to be a grandson in front of the other party.

In terms of age, he is only a few years younger than Master Wu.

Master Wu looked around arrogantly, and felt that everyone except himself was trash.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a person suddenly appeared behind him.

"Master Wu, meeting for the first time."

Master Wu turned around and looked over, his small eyes narrowed even more, he asked suspiciously, "Zhou Xuyao?"

Compared to the old and aging Master Wu, Zhou Xuyao ​​is simply a good-looking talent, terrifyingly handsome, he smiled politely at Master Wu: "Master Wu, just now you said that all the people here are brats?"

Master Wu didn't take Zhou Xuyao ​​seriously, he just thought that it was a mystery from the outside. Zhou Xuyao ​​was a great master, but no matter how great he was, he had died for so many years. When his master died, Zhou Xuyao ​​was only sixteen or seventeen years old, so he was considered a genius. What can you learn in that time?

Unlike him, his family has a long history of education, and the five-year-old elders were enlightened, and they have been studying for decades.

Although Master Wu is fat, the fat and wrinkles on his face make him look fierce and mean, especially when he is not smiling.

"Isn't it?" Master Wu was too lazy to talk to Zhou Xuyao, "Young people, you don't practice much, but you learn to hype. No matter how famous you are, if you don't have real talents, you will show up one day."

Yun Qingcen came out from behind Zhou Xuyao, and he said with an innocent look: "Master Wu is saying that Mr. Zhou has no real talents? Then who has them?"

Master Wu snorted coldly, and said unceremoniously: "Zhou Xuyao ​​is just a junior in front of me, so what are you? You deserve to ask me?"

This sentence was so ugly that everyone around who could hear it turned their heads to look at it.

Yun Qingcen seemed a little injured. He was already slender, but he looked a little thin when he didn't show it. Compared with Master Wu, he looked even thinner. He shrunk his neck and summoned up his courage to say: "Master Wu, your Does it mean that young people have no skills?"

The expressions of the surrounding "masters" all changed.

Master Wu didn't realize it, and even if he did, he would feel that he said something wrong. He is a senior, and his qualifications, if placed in the old society, juniors would salute or even kowtow when they saw him.

Now that people's hearts are not ancient and their morals are degraded, these little brats are jumping like crazy.

"What are your real skills?" Master Wu glanced sideways at Yun Qingcen, "What else can you do besides clever talk?"

The faces of the people around have also changed, especially those who are still young, their faces are ashen.

Although most of them are liars, few people can still hold on to their faces when they are said so directly.

Hit people without hitting them in the face.

Only Yun Qingcen didn't care, and said with a smile: "Master Wu uses idioms well and is educated."

Master Wu's face turned pale - he didn't even finish elementary school.

The so-called family history is actually a few years of learning before the sports. After the sports started, the school closed and went to the mountains and the countryside. Master Wu was ridiculed suddenly. He felt ashamed and angry that he had been dumped. He glared at Yun Qingcen glance.

Yun Qingcen didn't seem to see Master Wu's eyes: "It's better for a calf to make a mistake than an old horse to stumble."

Master Wu: "I don't care about people like you. I don't have any other skills. I only use my tongue."

After speaking, he raised his head and gave Yun Qingcen a "condescending" look.

Yun Qingcen still had a smile on his face, as if he didn't feel sad or offended by it.

But Zhou Xuyao ​​said: "Master Wu knows it well? Have you found the reason?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the people who no longer paid attention to this side turned their heads again.

Master Wu was arrogant: "The Feng family hired a few Feng Shui masters and they didn't find the problem. Even I need more time."

Zhou Xuyao ​​raised his eyebrows: "If someone finds it before Master Wu, what will Master Wu say?"

Zhou Xuyao ​​laughed.

The laugh was more like a mockery.

Master Wu blushed with anger.

Although the Feng family who invited him wanted to talk, they knew that Zhou Xuyao ​​was invited by Feng Huiyang, so they could only stand by and worry.

What if Master Wu, who was finally invited, was run away?

Zhou Xuyao: "Master Wu, don't worry, I have already found the reason, do you want to go with me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone surrounded Zhou Xuyao.

The brothers and juniors of the Feng family had different expressions, but they all quickly realized that they asked with concern, "Mr. Zhou, let's go quickly then."

"That's right, hurry up, we'll be relieved after we've dealt with it, otherwise we won't be at ease if our great-grandfather lives here."

"Grandpa is reluctant to part with this house, and we have no choice but to find a way to make Grandpa live well."

There were actually some people wiping away their tears—although the acting was fake, but if Mrs. Feng knew it and was willing to believe it, then it wouldn't be called fake.

Yun Qingcen looked around the family and felt that there were too many shameless people in this world, and he had only learned a little.

At least when the news of his biological parents' death came, he couldn't even shed a tear, and he was able to act later because he made up for his acting skills.

Yun Qingcen has never loved or hated anyone, he thinks that everyone is the same, there is no difference without human skin, happiness, anger, sorrow, joy, greed, anger, delusion and evil are all complete.

If someone provoked him, he would take revenge back then. If he was wronged a little, he would be endured ten times and a hundred times, so he never hated anyone for a long time.

Sometimes he also thinks about whether he has a vicious heart nurtured by the day after tomorrow, or whether he is born without the feelings of normal people.

But Yun Qingcen never came up with a result.

But he is not without desires, he has material desires and carnal desires, and he is still a man and woman who eat and drink in the world of mortals.

He feeds on other people's love and hate, which must be caused by him, and he enjoys it.

Zhou Xuyao ​​took everyone to the living room on the third floor, which is much smaller than the one on the first floor. This bungalow has been renovated many times. Originally, there was no living room except the first floor. The bungalow has four floors, and there is an attic. The European-style decoration is still very retro. The court-style furniture is mostly golden and white, with occasional red accents. Instead of wooden floors, there are floor tiles with European patterns.

It is in line with the decoration style of the bungalow.

In the center of the living room on the third floor is a small and gorgeous crystal chandelier. As for whether the crystal is real crystal, no one knows.

The European-style sofa in the beauty couch style is in front of a marble coffee table with vases and candlesticks on it. Usually, only the nanny will clean these two decorations, and few people will look at them.

So as soon as people came in, the first thing they looked at was the candlesticks and vases on the table, and their eyes lit up—if it wasn't ghosts, or spells that harmed people, then the thing must be in one of these two.

It’s just that there are real flowers in the vase, and you need to change the water to change the flowers. The capacity is large, but it’s not easy to hide things. Instead, the base of the candlestick can be removed to hide things. Anyway, the talisman paper doesn’t take up much space when rolled up, and I don’t worry about the babysitter. Wet or found when wiping and cleaning.

All eyes were on the candlestick.

Master Wu suddenly said, "I haven't been to the third floor yet, I just walked around the first and second floors. If I had come in the morning, I would have discovered it a long time ago, and it wouldn't take so much time."

Zhou Xuyao ​​didn't argue with him, and said very politely: "Then Master Wu will look for it first, I'm not in a hurry, I just feel it vaguely here, and I'm not sure where the talisman is."

In addition to Master Wu, other magic sticks also began to move around.

"I also felt that something was wrong since I came in. The things must be in this living room!"

"That candlestick! It's the candlestick! Take the bottom off."

Master Wu snorted, and the others fell silent.

No matter how annoying Master Wu is, given his age and qualifications, young people will hold back no matter how upset they are.

Master Wu took the gossip plate and walked around the room.

He did have some real skills. When he entered this living room, he really felt an ominous feeling lingering in his heart. He walked around three times, and the ominous premonition became stronger, but he still couldn't find the reason.

Zhou Xuyao ​​and Yun Qingcen both looked at him, and they both had smiles on their faces. In the eyes of Master Wu, this was just a mockery.

Sweat broke out on Master Wu's forehead, he gritted his teeth, knowing that it was over for him to admit defeat now, everyone present would laugh at him, and his reputation would plummet in the future.

How can you make money if you don't have a reputation in this line of work?

It's not about selling the real thing, no matter how good the reputation is, people will buy it.

Yun Qingcen suddenly asked: "Master Wu, have you found it?"

Master Wu's face was tense, and the wrinkles were almost flattened by him.

Yun Qingcen continued: "Master Wu, forget it if you can't find it. It's not shameful. Anyway, at your age, it's normal that you are not as capable as young people."

Master Wu, who originally wanted to find a reason, was really stuck, and had to walk three more laps, each lap slower than the last, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

It wasn't until Feng Huiyang started urging him that he took a gamble, pointed at the candlestick and said, "It's right here!"

The other magic sticks whispered: "Who doesn't know this, I said it just now."

"Just because he's old, the credit goes to him?"

"I'm really convinced. Are we here to go through the motions? Even if Mr. Zhou finds something? He's better than him."

Before the magic sticks could come to a conclusion, Yun Qingcen had already walked to the coffee table, picked up the candlestick, then shrugged regretfully, with a helpless expression: "Master Wu, this is solid."

Master Wu shouted: "Impossible!"

Yun Qingcen has already thrown the candlestick to him: "You can see for yourself, you will know it is solid when you get started."

Master Wu hurriedly caught the candlestick, checked the candlestick up and down anxiously, and finally his heart broke, he lifted the candlestick high, and fell to the ground hard.

The candlestick was made of metal, and it was bent, but it didn't break in two, but the dull sound made it clear that it was solid.

"Vase! It must be a vase!" Master Wu threw himself at the vase.

Sweat slid from his forehead to his face, and fell into his collar, holding the vase in both hands, as if holding a life-saving straw.

Master Wu smashed the vase directly.

The torn corpses of the vase, the scattered flowers, and the water in the vase clearly told everyone that the vase had not been tampered with.

Master Wu sat down on the ground, his mind was already dazed.

He got it.

The reputation he spent decades accumulating is ruined today and at this moment.

As long as there are not so many people, as long as it is not about the Feng family, as long as he does not have a dispute with Zhou Xuyao...

"Did you do it on purpose?" Master Wu raised his head, his small eyes gleamed with a sinister light, and he stared at Zhou Xuyao, "You did it on purpose, didn't you? You played a trick on your eyes!"

Zhou Xuyao ​​laughed: "Master Wu, if your skills are inferior to others, do you want to accuse others of cheating on you?"

Master Wu stood up, pointed at Zhou Xuyao's nose and said, "When I became famous, you were still wearing crotch pants!"

Yun Qingcen stood next to Zhou Xuyao, and said with a smile, "You didn't wear crotch pants when you were young, and you just bare your butt?"

Master Wu: "You!"

Yun Qingcen: "Master Wu, people value self-knowledge."

Master Wu was crazy. He stumbled to his feet and was about to pounce on Zhou Xuyao, but before he could pounce on him, Yun Qingcen was already standing in front of Zhou Xuyao ​​and kicked him back.

With the tonnage of Master Wu, there are very few people who can kick him out. Yun Qingcen kicked him out so easily, without even breaking a sweat.

Zhou Xuyao ​​looked at Yun Qingcen, who blinked at him.

Yun Qingcen smiled and said, "I will protect you."

Zhou Xuyao ​​trembled all over, as if an electric current fell from his celestial cap, making his whole body numb.

Yun Qingcen walked back to Zhou Xuyao's side, and stroked Zhou Xuyao's waist calmly, making Zhou Xuyao's goose bumps rise.